I’ve been searching for the right words to thank Camille, but nothing feels big enough for what she gave my daughter, S, and what she gave our family during those heartbreaking days before S brought her son, L, into the world far too early. I felt helpless in a way I’ve never felt before. But then there was Camille. She walked into that room and became a kind of calm I didn’t know we could still have.

Camille didn’t just care for my daughter — you held her up. And I need Camille to know this: When she took care of my daughter, she was also taking care of L. Every kind word, every reassurance, every moment she made her feel safe… it reached him too. Because a mother’s heart is tied to her baby’s, especially when he is fighting for every single breath before he’s even entered this world. Camille became a part of his story — of our story.

Thank you, Camille, for giving my daughter strength when she was exhausted. Thank you for giving her hope when fear was eating her alive. Thank you for treating her with the love, patience, and dignity she deserved as she fought to bring little L safely into this world. Camille was a light in a moment we will remember for the rest of our lives.